Chapter 120

Then they saw the figure just in mid air, running quickly on the hillside.

Like the fastest cheetah on the wasteland, the rough road is just an ornament under your feet.

He jumped on the roof in the blink of an eye.

Taking advantage of the falling momentum, Luo Yi's right knee smashed down vigorously. Bang, the focus of the roof collapsed deeply, and the iron sheet pressed on a person's head. Although Luo Yi's strength was finally carried, it was still fatal. The gunman was frightened without being crushed to death.

The gunman sitting next to him had quite good psychological quality, but his companion's death was very sad, and his heart was like a dog in the sun.

However, the dog jumped off the wall in a hurry. He showed his strength between life and death. He saw that the enemy was on the roof, raised his submachine gun, howled and pulled the trigger.

Although Luo also could not see the muzzle of the gun, his sharp six senses told him that the danger was coming. He quickly turned over on the roof, clasped the edge of the car with his hands, a beautiful swing, and his feet crushed the window. The whole person slipped into the car. With a sharp glance, he locked the target in the car, turned the knife in his hand quickly, aimed at the living people, and died continuously.

Poof poof!

The blade was like no money. It poured into the necks of two gunmen. Between the blood lines, the gunman in the car announced his death.

Without any delay, Luo picked up a submachine gun, pointed at the other two cars, swept out the remaining bullets, half shuttle out, he took aim at a cartridge clip, skillfully changed it and hit again.

After the sun hid in a mountain, it looked like a panic dodger.

This time, the gunman dared not show his head. Luo also saw a dead guy in the car with his hands twitching. It was a physical phenomenon of muscle twitching. As soon as his eyes lit up, he stuck the submachine gun in the window, grabbed his fingers and pressed the trigger.

Plus his hand fell, so the bullet continued to fly.

Although most of them hit the sky, the gunfire was enough for the gunmen there to worry about. Of course, this was Luo Yi's opportunity. Of course, he also ran out.

Duan Xin took away the gravel under his waist and made himself more comfortable. Although his forehead was bleeding, he looked at the flowing clouds in the sky and breathed the fresh air in the mountains. His face was very relaxed and happy.

He felt his Xiang Bingbing's resistance, and his heart could be intoxicated.

Anyway, it means she's still alive.

Sitting bareheaded among the rubble, gasping for breath and laughing bitterly, he plans to mix with Duan Xin for a future. Why do you have a near death just when you have an idea? Forget it, I admit counsellor!

He looked at Duan Xin crawling out of the car, watching him lying on the ground, looking at his indifference to the battlefield behind him, and even his intoxicated look. He was surprised.

When he saw Luo Yi, his surprise turned into a complex of shock, doubt and reverence.

Luo also walked slowly, smiled at his bald head, pointed to the wound on his face, then threw out a paper towel and said, "wipe it, bald brother."

Healing with a paper towel? Baldheaded and grinned. Luo didn't even look at the two people lying on the ground. He was a little confused. His eyes swam between him and Duan Xin. He didn't understand what the relationship between the two people was.

Of course, he didn't understand that the two people who had been together for a long time had already formed a deep and special trust and feelings, and neither wanted to show it in front of others, especially in front of women.

Looking at the bald head wiping blood, Luo also found a place to sit down and said, "there are 12 people on the other side, such as those in Southeast Asia. Their equipment is slightly better than their level. If I guess well, they should belong to an old killer group in Asia, ghost gate."

"Oh?" Duan Xin wanted to sit up. Xiang Bingbing slowed down and remembered it. He hugged her again and said weakly, "it hurts. Lie down for a while."

"Have you taken enough advantage?" Xiang Bingbing said coldly and pinched it on his crotch once. Duan Xin relaxed her as if nothing had happened, rubbed this and that, grinned and said, "killer? Employed, of course! "

Luo also nodded and said, "maybe Yang Tiexin is the ghost, or dongjue separatists."

Duan Xin said, "I don't think it's that simple. Don't forget that someone cares about the couplet in our hands. Indians and islanders, who knows who, but they certainly won't use their own people. They're all dead?"

Luo also nodded and said, "I wanted to stay alive, but that guy swallowed a gun and killed himself at the last minute. I checked that they had tattoos on their left shoulder, belonging to the ghost gate, and so did their style."

Ghost gate is one of the oldest killer organizations in Asia. It is said that its founder is Chinese and has been a guard with a knife by jiaqinghuang. In modern times, it is impossible to know who the leader is. It is mysterious and terrible, which has become his ultimate label. Of course, ghost gate is not the most popular in the killer world, but because of its many disciples, it will always complete the task within the time limit, so it has an excellent reputation in the killer world, It is also very famous. Chi Wanqing once mentioned that it is reported that the hummingbird team led by Mr. lion comes from the beast group of the ghost gate.

Duan Xin thought for a moment, suddenly turned his head to Xiang Bingbing and said, "beauty, I'm sorry just now. You know I didn't mean it."

"You have helped me several times. I want to thank you for inviting you to dinner?"

This sentence was quite appropriate, but Xiang Bingbing didn't feel quite right. She stared at his smiling face, thought about it, and said, "what a surprise. You invited me to dinner?"

Duan Xin picked his eyebrow and said, "of course!"

Dusk is not always wonderful. Today's dusk is particularly gloomy.

God seems to be angry.

If a grumpy guy is obviously holding his breath, the best way is to stay away from him so as not to get angry.

So although it was the peak of dinner, the large hot pot shop was a little deserted. Ordinary diners seemed to be afraid of the anger of the Lord and hid at home.

Duan Xin sat opposite Xiang Bingbing with a particularly obscene smile. He picked up a shrimp ball, gently handed it to Xiang Bingbing's mouth, shook it twice, and then threw it into his mouth.

He grinned and chewed very happily.

Xiang Bingbing glanced coldly, put down his chopsticks and said, "if you humiliate me again, I will really beat you!"

"Well, I apologize!" Duan Xin grabbed the chopsticks to add some food for her, and then whispered, "beauty, cough, can I ask, have you ever made a boyfriend before?"

Xiang Bingbing is too lazy to talk to him. As always, don't look too far.

Duan Xin nodded and said, "I don't think so. Maybe only I can stand a stubborn beauty like you. If you don't marry me, no one will dare to marry in the future."

Xiang Bingbing said, "what do you want to do?"

Duan Xin blinked and said innocently, "please have dinner."

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the street and he saw an acquaintance!